Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

In a moment of reflection, Fu Qian quickly arrived near Jiang En's residence.


Clearly, the young genius was not doing well, for even compared to Tyler's manor, his living conditions seemed much poorer.


It was not too late, yet from a distance, he could see no one around, and there were no lights on, as if the place was an uninhabited derelict house.


What? Why hadn't he immediately followed up before, and what if that young man was actually not Jiang En—what would he do if he lost track of him?


His only purpose on this trip was to persuade someone to turn back from their misguided ways, not to murder and rob.


If that person wasn't Jiang En, he obviously wasn't the target, so why bother pursuing him?


It turned out that it indeed was Brother Jiang En.


As he approached the building, a familiar scent clearly identified it as not possibly being equipped with luxurious amenities like those found in a party venue.


Chapter 889: Rotten Flesh (10)